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So, as a matter of point, I went to the Maryland Rennaissance Festival, and as per norm, my parents and I dressed up.
Unfortunately, no pictures of my parents (I asked if they wanted any but it seems they have been so many times they don't need them. This was a new outfit for me though, so...there are lots of pictures of it. Ha, I like the combination: Free People, Free People, Erica Weiner...and then RennFaire corset, Spencer's top, old riding boots. Old with new.)
Knife-throwing. I very much enjoyed this.
But nothing can surpass archery, my one true love sport. *sighs*
My only wish is that I owned such a recurve as this one Props à la Hayden-Harnett. Oh, if only. I would trade in Hadhafang for that.
Unfortunately, my parents and I have not been getting along very well at all. They are pretty much trying to control every facet of my life. They are always hanging around surreptitiously monitoring me. I would very much like for them to go away. Indeed, I spend a significant portion of my time secretly rebelling against them in ways that only end up harming me in the end. They seem to be unable to understand that I am not able to conduct myself logically when I feel controlled or watched. I am unable to get healthy and stay healthy if other people are deciding the state of my health for me. I would rather just get revenge on them. But really, I don't want to keep on acting so irrationally. I just can't stop when I am so angry at them. It goes against everything I believe about reasoning out of rage and being properly empathetic towards others. But fuck, I am just so sick of my parents. And I am so sick of these unpredictable angry moods.